Feelin' You (Main Version)

[Hook: Pimp C]

I got the feelin that I

Got the feelin I (keep feelin you)

I got the feelin that I

Got the feelin I (keep feelin you)

I got the feelin that I

Got the feelin I (keep feelin you)

I got the feelin that I

Got the feelin for you

[Verse 1: Bun B]

Well hold up, look how baby just rolled up

Coogi jeans on with the backside swoll up

She make playa straight slow up

Say man this girl is a dime from head to toe and from the flo' up

She make a drank-head not even wanna pour up

Take his al money to the mall and buy the sto' up

Never a flaw when she show up

These other broads hatin on her, if they sick they need to throw up

She got class and panache with precision

Picture perfect in my vision and I done made a decision

That I'm tired of wishin, get down with the Bun and Pimp and

You could roll with the playas on the million dollar mission, c'mon

[Hook: Pimp C]

I got the feelin that I

Got the feelin I (keep feelin you)

I got the feelin that I

Got the feelin I (keep feelin you)

I got the feelin that I

Got the feelin I (keep feelin you)

I got the feelin that I

Got the feelin for you

[Verse 2: Pimp C]

Uhh, hey mama, I'mma tell you what the deal is

I like your style, I like how you handle your business

You ain't out here trippin chasin boys in showbiz

You're confident, you out here puttin it down for yo' kids

I don't care 'bout no nigga, he don't concern me

He ain't teachin you nothin, you need to learn me

Check out my mind, I'm 24 on the grind

I got the key to the streets, I got a open line

And I don't get caught up in "he say, she say"

And I don't chase the cat, I keep the P play

I wouldn't holla if I ain't thought you was ready boo

I know you feelin me, cause girl I'm feelin you

[Hook: Pimp C]

I got the feelin that I

Got the feelin I (keep feelin you)

I got the feelin that I

Got the feelin I (keep feelin you)

I got the feelin that I

Got the feelin I (keep feelin you)

I got the feelin that I

Got the feelin for you

[Pimp C singing]

Ooh baby (ooh baby)

Ooh baby (oh baby)

Give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up now

[Verse 3: Bun B]

Yeah she a bad mamma-jamma, a brick, house

Still I fits, out, cause she thick, stout

With the feminine fat, in all the right places

She look me in my eyes and she make all the right faces

Cause she's a real catch, we make a tough pair

A true dynamic duo and we up there

We sittin tall at the top

And if she ride or die for me playa I'mma give her all that I got

I break her off and not, let her hold the keys

I don't take her out of town, man I take her overseas

It ain't trickin if you spend it on your lady

Bring the bacon home to baby and everything'll be gravy

Just let me know if that's soundin like a plan

Cause all you really need to change your life is the man

And you appealin to the King of the Trill and

I just wanna know if you're feelin me like I'm feelin, you

[Hook: Pimp C]

I got the feelin that I

Got the feelin I (keep feelin you)

I got the feelin that I

Got the feelin I (keep feelin you)

I got the feelin that I

Got the feelin I (keep feelin you)

I got the feelin that I

Got the feelin for you

[Pimp C singing]

Ooh baby (ooh baby)

Ooh baby (oh baby)

Give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up now